My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2518

His every movement exuded elegance.

The room was enveloped in a profound stillness, a hush so complete that it seemed to have a tangible quality, and yet, paradoxically, the air was imbued with a subtle, indefinable sense of warmth, a gentle, comforting energy that seemed to permeate every corner, creating a soothing and peaceful ambiance.

Tilda’s eyes followed the angular contours of Lyndon’s jaw before settling on the subtle prominence of his Adam’s apple, its slight bob as he swallowed captivating her attention.

Just then, he finished with the tissues and turned to look in her direction.

Tilda quickly averted her gaze.

She inquired, “Um, what time is it?”

With a careless flick of his wrist, Lyndon discarded the used tissue before picking up his phone to check the time.

o’clock,” he

really slept

E L A ‘s L I B R A

sat there, acting as her

suffused with an unexpected sweetness, as if dipped in a warm, honeyed

She felt warm.

bed and into his pants, she couldn’t help but

waist, crowned by strong, lean legs- each detail sharply etched and

furtive glance led to another, her cheeks warming with each

passionate nights, she had never

her mind teetering on the edge of decorum with a

room felt palpably warmer, her

but gulp her

the air, snapping her back to the